Cold Moon Journal

Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier

Thursday, December 26, 2024

By Adrian Bouter

stale bread's fate  sparrows


Adrian Bouter

By Nancy Brady

autumn afternoon

putting the garden

to bed

Nancy Brady

Wednesday, December 25, 2024

By Wanda Amos

 counting the stars

that never sleep

insomnia

Wanda Amos



Peace on Earth

celebration

c a n c e l l e d

Wanda Amos

Monday, December 23, 2024

By Susan Burch

sticking your finger

in a wall socket –

how you keep

testing me

to see if I really love you

Susan Burch

By Clint Jovial Delima

From a microscope

An angel deformed by light—

A cell splits in two.

Clint Jovial Delima

By A.J. Anwar

the long boat

struggling against tidal waves

P.S. death poem

A.J. Anwar

By Mykyta Ryzhykh

fish crawl out like drowned men

Mykyta Ryzhykh

Friday, December 20, 2024

New Editor Needed

After four inspiring years having fun with Cold Moon Journal, I have decided to pass the torch.

If you are interested in assuming editorship/ownership, please drop me a brief email at coldmoonjournal@gmail.com. (No monetary investment is involved, only your time!) 

- Roberta Beach Jacobson (Robin)



Thursday, December 19, 2024

By John Pappas

shushing myself

a walk through

dry leaves

John Pappas

By Jahnavi Gogoi

winter drizzle

i forget my umbrella

in the train again

Jahnavi Gogoi



footprints in the snow

questioning my

life choices

Jahnavi Gogoi

By Jonathan English

twilight kingdom

ending or beginning

the dusky now

Jonathan English

Wednesday, December 18, 2024

By Sharon Ferrante

poets say

we all have a voice

on a windless night

my cat’s paw

rings the chimes

Sharon Ferrante



new moon

I reverse my jacket

to the dark side

Sharon Ferrante

By Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

cherry blossoms

a sick man turns back

for one more look

Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

By Scott Wiggerman

sprain

walking the walk

from my sofa

Scott Wiggerman

Sunday, December 15, 2024

By Vincenzo Adamo

and on the balconies

snow accumulates—

plastic flowers

Vincenzo Adamo



my actions

go down in value—

autumn leaves

Vincenzo Adamo



falling stars—

a pandemic strikes

wishes

Vincenzo Adamo

Saturday, December 14, 2024

By Mark Gilbert

hidden in the noise a humpback's song

Mark Gilbert



it’s

winter

when the last

tear-shaped pear

hits the ground

Mark Gilbert

By Mark Forrester

fog rolls in the song of a saltmarsh sparrow

Mark Forrester

Wednesday, December 11, 2024

By Fatma Zohra Habis

migratory birds

return to their nests

after winter's chill

I set off to find

you once more

Fatma Zohra Habis

Sunday, December 8, 2024

Our Nominations for The Red Moon Anthology

(December)


fleeting sweetness of the world baklava

Ruth Holzer



(November)


thumb, forefinger

disentangling

the leaves

Jerome Berglund



(October)


eating the last piece

of bread in the world

nuclear toast

Stephen Jarrell Williams



(September)


orange crush

the long line to buy

MAGA hats

Adele Evershed



(August)


cold tea my life wasted on work

Timothy Daly



(July)


in the night

croaks from the old pond

all alike

Keith Evetts



(June)


an old man

gazing up to heaven

wondering when

Stephen Jarrell Williams


Major congratulations to these talented poets.

Saturday, December 7, 2024

By Alvin B. Cruz

a love letter to keep forever stamps

Alvin B. Cruz